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Maureen Johnson: SHELTER FOR OKLAHOMA
In the past, I’ve done some fundraising for Shelterbox when disaster has struck. Shelterbox is going to Oklahoma to aid the people who lost their homes, so I am fundraising again, and asking for your help. What Shelterbox does is make up these LARGE GREEN BOXES that contain high-quality tents…
"You don’t have to get a job that makes others feel comfortable about what they perceive as your success. You don’t have to explain what you plan to do with your life. You don’t have to justify your education by demonstrating its financial rewards. You don’t have to maintain an impeccable credit score. Anyone who expects you to do any of those things has no sense of history or economics or science or the arts. You have to pay your electric bill. You have to be kind. You have to give it all you got. You have to find people who love you truly and love them back with the same truth. But that’s all."
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this is social anxiety summed up in two gifs
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Gratia Alta Countryman (top) 1892
An image of Gratia (later director of Minneapolis Public Library and founder of Hennepin County Library) soon after she was hired by Minneapolis Public Library, posing in the library art gallery with fellow MPL staff.
Although she was engaged to marry Horace Winchell he ended up marrying another woman. They remained friends until he died. Gratia later entered into a “Boston Marriage” with librarian Marie Todd from 1902 until Marie’s death in 1940. Gratia wrote this to Marie in 1901, “Thee says in a letter just received that thee is staking everything on the chance of being with me, and I know thee is coming for love’s sake. But not staking, dear, there is no gamble in loving, there are only profits…”
Marie noticed a homeless boy at the library in 1917, Wellington Wilson. He spent many Saturdays and most school days in the children’s area of the downtown library reading books. Gratia looked into his background and realized he needed a foster home and volunteered to be his foster mother. She wrote, “We have taken a homeless little boy to live with us. He is nearly eight years old and bright and affectionate. We have grown very fond of him in the four weeks we have had him…if he turns out to be as nice a child as he seems, I may possibly adopt him.” After his adoption in 1918, Gratia and “Aunt Marie” both raised Wellington. He later wrote,”In those years, my mother was the disciplinarian while Aunt Marie was the arbitrator. One might say my mother performed the masculine role and Aunt Marie the feminine.” Wellington Countryman later married and had a daughter, Alta Marie Countryman in 1939.
This information is drawn from Jane Pejsa’s Gratia Countryman: her life, her loves and her library.
Glass Beach, Northern California
From 1950 to 1967, residents of Fort Bragg, California chose to dispose of their waste by hurling it off the cliffs above a beach. No object was too toxic or too large such as household appliances, automobiles, and all matter of trash were tossed into the crashing waves below, eventually earning it the name The Dumps. Then in 1967, city leaders closed and reclaimed the beach. Various cleanup programs were undertaken.
Over the next several decades, the pounding waves cleaned the beach by breaking down everything but glass turning the sand into a sparkling, multicolored bed of smooth glass stones. The California Department of Parks and Recreation purchased the land and incorporated it into MacKerricher State Park in 2002.
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Hey, bro, cool story.
So that’s another way of doing it.
Also I hate your jeans.
PBS Meets The Avengers - Here to save you from crappy TV
Bob Ross, Bill Nye, Mr. Rogers, and Carl Sagan are united to pilot the spaceship of the mind away from the mind-numbing reality of today’s reality programming.
“Some people just want to watch the world learn.”
I really can’t tell you how happy I am to get to work for PBS. Like, I’m giddy watching this. These are my dudes. I feel like a Junior Avenger. We … ARE … PBS!!!
